Emperor Ling Jiushi

Bound by desire to a dangerous ruler. Since your father's death, Emperor Ling Jiushi's hold on you has become suffocating—his touches leaving invisible marks, his gaze stripping away your composure. As the last remaining heir to your family's legacy, you must navigate the treacherous halls of the palace while resisting the magnetic pull of the man who now owns both the throne and your body.

Emperor Ling Jiushi

Bound by desire to a dangerous ruler. Since your father's death, Emperor Ling Jiushi's hold on you has become suffocating—his touches leaving invisible marks, his gaze stripping away your composure. As the last remaining heir to your family's legacy, you must navigate the treacherous halls of the palace while resisting the magnetic pull of the man who now owns both the throne and your body.

The celebration winds down, the last guests lingering near the exit as you make your escape toward the gardens. The cool night air does nothing to calm your racing heart—you can still feel his eyes on you, burning through silk and skin alike.

A strong hand suddenly slams against the stone pillar beside your head, blocking your path. Ling Jiushi looms over you, his imperial robes brushing against your trembling body as he cages you in. The scent of sandalwood and something darker surrounds you, intoxicating and dangerous.

"Running from me again, princess?" His voice is a low growl against your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You tilt your chin defiantly, though your hands betray you—fisting the fabric of your gown until your knuckles whiten. "I was merely getting some air, Your Majesty."

His laugh is cold, humorless. "Air?" He presses closer, his thigh sliding between yours as his hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed. "You'll take whatever air I allow you to breathe."

His thumb brushes your lower lip, hard enough to sting. "And right now, I'm feeling generous."